Continuous Promotion of Four Layers, Qi Condensation Twelfth Layer! Counter-Killing the Looters!

It was coming.

Two figures, one ahead and one behind, completely sealed off Han Feng's retreat.

Even the wind in the woods seemed to stall.

Chu Sheng, the long-faced cultivator, toyed with a short blade in his hand, a cat-and-mouse smile hanging on his face.

"Kid, you run pretty fast."

"Did you specifically choose such a geomantically auspicious spot to find a nice burial place for yourself?"

Chu Gou, the round-faced cultivator beside him, let out a chuckle and rubbed his hands.

His gaze swept back and forth over Han Feng, as if estimating the value of a piece of cargo.

"Big Brother, don't waste breath on him. A poor ghost at the Eighth Level of Qi Refining, what good things could he possibly have on him? Finish him off quickly, we still have to go back and drink."

"What's the rush?" Chu Sheng spoke unhurriedly. "No matter how small a mosquito's leg is, it's still meat. Besides, seeing how calm he is, maybe he still has some surprises on him that we don't know about."

Han Feng stood quietly, not saying a word.

Surprise?

There truly was one.

He could not be bothered to confirm anything anymore; the other party's naked malice was the best answer.

Since they wanted to kill someone and seize their treasures, they had to be prepared to be counter-killed.

Just at the moment when the Chu brothers thought their prey had no way to fly away and prepared to make a move.

Han Feng moved.

He did not summon a magic item, nor did he execute a spell, but quickly fished out a glittering golden talisman from his storage bag.

"Diamond Talisman?"

The smile on Chu Sheng's face paused slightly, instantly turning into disdain.

"So you traded all your spiritual stones for a life-saving gizmo, you really are afraid of death.

Still, do you think a low-grade intermediate defense talisman can save your life?"

"Shattering it just takes a bit more effort!"

Before his voice faded, he fiercely slapped his storage bag, and a blood-colored long saber roared out, carrying a piercing whistling sound as it viciously slashed toward Han Feng.

Chu Gou attacked at the same time, a silver small sword turning into a cold flash that pierced straight forward.

Han Feng's expression remained calm as he poured magic power into the talisman.

Hum!

A thick golden light shield instantly sprang open, protecting his entire person securely within it.

Clang! Clang!

The blood saber and silver sword struck the golden light shield almost simultaneously, erupting with two loud bangs.

The light shield concaved inward violently, ripples spreading across its surface layer upon layer.

Yet it stubbornly blocked this round of attacks and quickly returned to its original state.

"Pretty tough!" Chu Gou was somewhat surprised.

"Continue! I want to see how long this kid's turtle shell can hold out!"

Chu Sheng shouted sternly, increasing his output of magic power, and the offensive of the blood-colored long saber became even more violent.

Under the joint assault of the two, the light shield's glow began to flicker between bright and dim, clearly unable to support itself for long.

For a short time, he was safe.

But time was already enough.

At this very moment, inside the light shield, Han Feng closed his eyes.

Attribute Addition!

He chanted silently in his heart.

[Consumed 30 attribute points, Evergreen Skill promoted to Ninth Layer!]
[Consumed 30 attribute points, Evergreen Skill promoted to Tenth Layer!]
[Consumed 50 attribute points, Evergreen Skill promoted to Eleventh Layer!]
[Consumed 50 attribute points, Evergreen Skill promoted to Twelfth Layer!]

Boom!

A torrent of magic power, many times larger than before, suddenly exploded within his body, surging wildly along his meridians.

Ninth layer of Qi Condensation, tenth layer, eleventh layer...

Bottleneck?

It did not exist.

Beneath the great might of the attribute points, all barriers were as fragile as paper.

In just a few breaths, his cultivation realm broke through barriers all the way, surging irresistibly to the peak of the Qi Condensation Twelfth Layer!

"What?"

Outside, the Chu brothers, who were attacking with all their strength, suddenly felt a massive aura erupt fiercely from within that golden light shield.

The two stared in astonishment at the figure inside the light shield.

The other party's aura was violently soaring in a completely unreasonable manner!

Qi Condensation Twelfth Layer!

How could this be possible!

A cultivator who needed to buy basic cultivation techniques was actually an expert at the Qi Condensation Twelfth Layer?

The brains of Chu Sheng and Chu Gou went blank instantly.

They finally understood that they had kicked an iron plate!

The other party was not some fledgling fat sheep at all, but a prehistoric giant crocodile draped in sheep's clothing!

Everything before had been playing the pig to eat the tiger!

"Big Brother, this..."

Chu Gou's voice was extremely panicked.

The previous arrogance had long vanished from Chu Sheng's face, cold sweat sliding down his temples.

He forcefully squeezed out a smile that was uglier than crying, hurriedly retracting his magic item and cupping his hands.

"Fellow Daoist! Fellow Daoist, calm your anger! It's a misunderstanding, this is all a misunderstanding!"

"It's... it's our brothers who failed to recognize Mount Tai and acted recklessly! We'll leave right now, we're leaving right now!"

"Apologizing now?"

Han Feng inside the light shield opened his eyes.

"Too late!"

He was just worrying that his spiritual stones and pills were not enough; how could he let go of these two fat sheep who had delivered themselves to his door!

Hum!

The Seven Profound Sword emitted a clear sword cry, transforming into a cyan flash of electricity that went straight for Chu Gou!

"Not good!"

Chu Sheng was terrified, never expecting the other party to be so decisive, striking the instant they spoke.

Subconsciously, he summoned a Bronze Shield Magic Item, blocking it horizontally in front of himself.

As for Chu Gou on the other side, his reaction was also extremely fast, his hands flying to form hand seals, and a translucent shield composed of raging wind formed instantly.

Wind Shield Technique!

Yet, the moment he thought he could block the flying sword.

Han Feng's other lethal move had already arrived in complete silence.